Dance, ballerina, dance,
And do your pirouette
In rhythm with your aching heart.
Dance, ballerina, dance,
You musnt once forget
A dancer has to dance the part.
Whirl, ballerina, whirl,
And just ignore the chair
Thats empty in the second row.
This is your moment, girl,
Although hes not out there
Applauding as you steal the show.
Once you said
His love must wait its turn.
You wanted fame instead;
I guess thats your concern;
We live and learn.
And love is gone, ballerina, gone,
So on with your career;
You cant afford a backward glance.
Dance on and on and on;
A thousand people here
Have come to see the show
As round and round you go,
So ballerina dance, dance ,dance.